The Apple of My Eye novel Chapter 1193

"Oh, well, I know a person who worked as a nursing assistant for over twenty years. She does a good job at it for she is well experienced, but her rate is a little high. Then again, I think that you won't have a problem getting her paid, will you?" Isla asked tentatively. She knew that Nick didn't have enough money, and she deliberately said those words to see his reaction.

When Nick's reaction didn't change, Isla reached for her phone immediately so as to convince him that she really did know someone and would call that nursing assistant right away. She swiped her screen to unlock her phone and clicked her contacts where she searched for the name of that nursing assistant.

As Isla was scrolling on her phone, Nick cleared his throat and spoke, slightly tensed and embarrassed. "Um, Ms. Zhao, please, don't bother yourself."

Isla shited her eyes from her phone to Nick. Her eyebrows furrowed slightly. "Are you sure? I guarantee that she is experienced and a professional in her field. It usually is hard to make an appointment with her considering the number of people seeking her help, but I know her personally. If I ask her for help, she will immediately postpone off her next appointment and come here to look after you," she continued.

She eyed Nick carefully and would like to see if the young man would confess that he didn't have money to hire a nursing assistant. If he told them the truth, then both of them would be willing to help out.

Nick bit his bottom lip, and after a moment, he agreed reluctantly, "Okay. I trust you. Please, call her." To Isla's surprise, the patient went along with her suggestion, but she kept her surprise to herself, maintaining the relaxed expression on her face.

"Oh, come on, Isla. Don't bother your friend anymore. You can't give her a call just because you know her personally and let her postpone and call off her other appointments. It's not fair to the other clients who had set beforehand, you know," Sheryl interjected, winking at Isla in secret. Even though she knew little about Nick, she knew enough and observed enough to sense that he was a stubborn person.

She could sense that he would rather get himself into trouble than admit that he had no money. At the thought of this, Sheryl started to feel pity on the obstinate young man. She even connected his stubbornness to her own. Then again, at this case, she was fully aware that he was badly in need of their help.

Again, regardless of whether or not they would cooperate and work together, Sheryl would still be willing to lend a hand.

Isla sighed. At the thought of what Nick had been through, she had no heart to continue to feign to push him into confession, so she looked at him in the eye and offered sincerely, "Well then, I don't have much work to do recently. How about I take care of you until you get better? You can get me paid and repay the medical expenses to us when you are discharged from the hospital. What do you say?"

Nick's eyes widened in surprise and embarrassment, but before he could reply, Sheryl added immediately, "I don't think she can do this job alone. How about she and I can take turns in attending to you? When she is busy, I will come by, and vice versa. Payment procedures will be after you are recovered and released from here. Deal?"

She had been in low spirits these days that she thought about switching her bad mood by helping this poor young man out.

Nick looked at them both with a weak smile. Without thinking about it, he shook his head and declined, "I really appreciate your offers, and thank both of you for it, but I can't accept it. I already have bothered you two enough, and I don't want to be any more of a bother. Even without your help, rest assured, I can handle myself. I can just order some food when I am hungry, so there is no need to worry about me."

He gave them an assuring smile. He didn't think that it was right to accept their good offer for he didn't know how to repay their kindness. Besides, he had lost everything. It would be more difficult to return their favors when he had nothing left to give.

'I am already fortunate enough to meet them in this cruel world. They already have saved my life, so I can't let them take care of me anymore. It's too much, ' he thought.

"Oh, no, no, It's okay, really. We don't have much work to do. Besides, you just got out of surgery. You are too weak to take care of yourself. Anyways, I'm sure that you will get better in a couple of days, and when you are discharged from here, we can wash our hands of you," Isla persuaded earnestly. She pouted as she hoped that she could convince him to accept their help.

However, Nick shook his head once more in reply. He didn't want to owe them a lot.

Before he could speak, he noticed that the dextrose in his IV bottle was running out. He needed a new one. As he laid there in his bed, he reached out his hand in an attempt to hit the nurse button, but to no avail, since it was far from his reach.